Chapter 229

“Dad, who was that?” Easton asked with a grin.

Marcus answered offhandedly, “Big-time businessman from the city—he buys seafood in bulk.”

Easton nodded, flashing Vincent a friendly smile. “Sir, Mr. Brown’s seafood is always the freshest around.”

Vincent didn’t linger. He simply handed Marcus a business card. “Here’s my card. If you decide you’re interested, get in touch.” Without another word, he turned and left.

He was confident Marcus would call sooner rather than later.

Marcus frowned down at the card: Lawson & Co. ...

Even people from Lawson & Co. are getting involved now?

“Dad, is he really a seafood buyer?” Easton’s eyes were wide with curiosity.

“That’s enough questions. Let’s head back for dinner.” Marcus leaned on his cane and started for the house.

He knew this peaceful life wouldn’t last forever.

Over the years, he and his wife and son had built a humble existence in the fishing village. It was hard work, but they were content.

This quiet, simple happiness was the most extravagant thing the Lynch family could never buy.

But now, just like Vincent said, bigger things were looming—Easton’s education, a place to live, marriage ... one challenge after another.

He refused to be the laughingstock people whispered about, but he couldn’t swallow his pride enough to go crawling back to the Lynch family.

And to make matters more complicated, Easton was a remarkable kid—always top of his class, and this year he’d even scored the highest in the state on his college entrance exams.

Marcus let out a heavy sigh, thoughts a tangled mess.

If he went back to the Lynch family now, he’d have to face the old man—and the child he’d abandoned all those years ago ...

The bitter irony was, Marcus couldn’t even recall Tyrone’s name most days.

He felt nothing but resentment toward his firstborn.

“We’re back. Tonight we’ve got steamed vegetables and sautéed clams,” Valery called out.

Marcus’s wife Valery looked like the picture of serenity. She greeted her husband and son warmly, carrying out dishes from the kitchen. “Easton, could you check if the bone broth is ready in the yard?”

Easton’s acceptance letter had arrived today, and the family was celebrating with a special meal.

Once Easton was outside, Valery spoke in a hushed voice. “Marcus ... Easton’s been accepted to Seaview University—it’s the best school in Seaview City. But you know how expensive it is there—tuition, living costs, everything. That city eats money for breakfast ...”

Marcus’s brow furrowed. “We don’t have any savings left?”

Valery shook her head. “Marcus, there’s nothing left. Between Easton’s school expenses and everyday costs, we’ve used up almost everything.”

She’d been a full-time homemaker for years, caring for Marcus and Easton.

Marcus, with his disability, hadn’t worked since running Lynch Corporation years ago. Life in the village was peaceful, but unlike what Vincent assumed, Marcus hadn’t left the Lynch family empty-handed.

When he walked away, he’d at least had a watch worth a small fortune, and a handful of gold bars he could discreetly sell.

But after all these years, the money from selling the watch and gold was nearly gone.

Marcus was silent for a long moment. Finally, he said, “I’ll handle it. Don’t let Easton worry about this.”

...

On the road back to Seaview City, Vincent kept flicking his lighter open and shut.

“Mr. Lawson, are you sure Marcus will reach out?” his assistant asked uncertainly.

“Absolutely.” Vincent’s lips curled into a knowing smile. Marcus might want nothing more to do with the Lynch family, but his wife was another matter.

Vincent had already contacted Valery in advance. With just a hint about Marcus’s true background, she’d be the one most eager for him to return ...

A woman who’d married a disabled man and never worked a day in her life—did anyone seriously believe she didn’t care about Marcus’s money?

Only someone as naive as Marcus, raised in privilege, could swallow that story.

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